1683. Chapter 1683 The living room has become a dump
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Moving is very simple. Jing Jia and SUN don't have many things, and Wen Xinnuan doesn't want to take anything with them except a few favorite clothes.
It's a pity to sell this villa. It's hard to manage it if you keep it. What to do with a large group of servants? These are all problems.
Wen Xinnuan's head was in a mess, and he covered his ears in annoyance: "I'm very annoyed, I don't want to care about anything."
"Then I fire most of the servants and leave only a few basic servants to guard the villa?"
All these flowers and plants need to be taken care of. If the house is not kept clean, it will get dirty easily.
Wen Xinnuan said silently: "Don't say goodbye, just keep them all."
"That's a lot of money."
"It doesn't matter...I can afford it."
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, you can do whatever you want."
The car slowly drove out of the villa, and all the servants lined up on the lawn, waving goodbye to Wen Xinnuan.
Wen Xinnuan leaned against the window glass, tears welling up in her eyes silently.
After all, she has lived in this villa for more than three years. Although she has been back less often, Luo Lei has spent all the festivals, large and small, with her here in the past three years.
This is the first place where she feels like home.
Jing Jiaren frowned and thought - Wen Xinnuan is reluctant to sell this villa, which proves that she still has illusions. She simply can't let go of Luo Lei and the past.
Now we need to give Wen Xinnuan time to figure it out.
The new home is the top floor of an ordinary apartment, with a garden on the top floor.
Everything inside has been arranged by Wen Xinnuan's agent.
Jing Jiaren has a back injury. After a tiring move, her body can't stand it...
"Son, can you play by yourself? Mom is tired and wants to sleep."
SUN opened his eyes wide: "What should I do with these things?"
"Wait until mom wakes up to clean up. Mom is so tired..."
Jing Jiaren threw herself on the bed and closed her eyes sleepily.
I could vaguely hear the sound of the suitcase zipper being unzipped and the cabinet being opened.
Then there was the sound of chairs scraping against the ground...
She raised her heavy eyelids and took a look.
SUN carefully pushed the chair to the closet, tiptoed to take out the clothes rack, and began to hang clothes one by one.
Jing Jiaren raised the corners of her mouth and smiled happily.
After a deep sleep, she woke up. It was already evening, and her and SUN's clothes were hung neatly in the cabinet.
As for the little guy, he didn't get tired of sleeping next to her?
Jing Jiaren got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom and found that the entire living room had turned into a garbage dump.
Wen Xinnuan's hair was fluffy, her legs were crossed, and she was staring at the TV with dull eyes.
On the coffee table were a pile of opened snacks such as potato chips, cola, and biscuits, as well as banana peels and cores.
Jing Jiaren knew that Wen Xinnuan was always good, but she actually produced garbage so quickly.
"Hahahaha..." Wen Xinnuan suddenly let out a few weird laughs and stuffed potato chips into his mouth again, crunching.
Jing Jiaren walked over and took away her bag of potato chips: "It's best not to eat these after a miscarriage. Where's SUN?"
Wen Xinnuan shook her head blankly, staring at the TV without leaving.
Jing Jiaren searched everywhere, and when she passed by the kitchen, she heard something moving inside.
Jing Jiaren walked in and saw SUN standing on a chair, cooking noodles in the pot.
Jing Jiaren thought she was dazzled and rubbed her eyes: "SUN?"
SUN turned around, and there was black ash on her fair face from nowhere...